Тональность: F# minor•
Intro 1
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I'm
Verse 1
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like a
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DC converter I change my energy
from happiness to murder
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Rearrange your face like a terrible remix
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Got bizarre tendencies down
to my double helix
Snowstorm agility,
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blind your navigation
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Heartland traffic is tragic,
I'm waitin' at the station
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Sterling silver, I shine,
I shimmer like I'm supposed to do
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Most of you fake underground
rappers are roastable
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Notes I hold range from 100 bills to
FedEx waybills
Rappers I still test,
swoopin' over your head like jet planes in
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When will the pill do cease?
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Crack it on my chestnuts and relax at the
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Western
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Western, breast mo lester,
Spectacle with major testicles,
I fade you vegetable rappers
Like a starfish shredder,
it gets better
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Wandering streets between
Dago
In a fresh sweater, impress
Heather
Depress the less fortunate,
don't touch the mic
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You'll melt your fingernails, I'm scorchin' it
I got my own styles,
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microphone styles
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It's true analogy
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So tell me what you see
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On the mic, tell me what you see
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It's true ana logy
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Come on, so tell me what you feel
What you feel, what you feel is
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It's true analogy I'll
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put a spell on you
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Make you dope as my crew
Or should I grab you by your crew?
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Neck, v -neck, turtleneck
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And play utility man
Then choke the lights out of you
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Strong arm work convinces
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I'm from a street named
M .C.
Beatsenseless
Make federal bills, toss out your senses
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Card I pull like cap strings
Puppet strings,
I'm all over the afters
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Showing combat tactics, time don't tick
Sand in the hourglass, slowly slip -slip
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Maps converted to
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AD AT, I know you like that I can hear
your pussy purring, cat
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You're a quote transition, sucking down
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Similac, your style lactate
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My style guts are similar to when your
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girl's leg starts to shake
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Scrape the sky when I hang glide,
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savages in the 75
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Ready to ride,
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you wanna be underground?
Then bury you, I'll do
Carry you without pallbearers,
I'm a pen and pass
Worst terror, laid back, rockin'
Sarah
Vaughan
On the mic, con artists,
calluses on my ink shows
Who works the hardest, hold the mic,
a holy matrimony
Digitalize the eye like
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Turn the social cat into the most homesy
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Cuz, ay, you ain't fresh,
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you ain't fresh, yeah
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It's true ana logy, on the mic,
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tell me what you see
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It's true analogy, never fake,
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tell me what you see
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It's true analogy, true analogy,
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true, analogy
Mr.
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Mr.,
Mr.
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Mr., just another episode for you
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Open up your eyes, open up your eyes,
open up your eyes and see
Outro 1
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